Day two of sun and everyone out and about for the day, Old Boy working and Bubba at school! Life is good at the moment!
Doesn’t look like it, but a perfect day to throw the snow boots on and hang laundry out to dry. We have quite a bit of melting going on today. Last I asked Google was told it was 34 degrees F.
The in-laws gave us a Google gadget for Christmas. They have one they use a lot, they ask it to play modern country when they are going out and about and leaving the dog home. We use it mainly for weather. We have to laugh from time to time being it doesn’t know how to pronounce our three lettered town and spells it out each time we ask for the temperature. Sometimes when I’m washing dishes or folding laundry I’ll ask it to tell me a story. It’s interesting.
Having been working on a temperature afghan for Old Boy and my 25th wedding anniversary come the end of May. This is all January 1 through March 1, 1993. If you’ve never heard of temperature blankets, it’s a fun thing. I set mine up in 15 degree segments although I usually do 10. Take the high temperature for each day and make one row in the color that the temperature falls into. 15 and below is Ivory, 16 to 30 is Brown, and so on.
Have made one for my folks’ and Old Boy’s folks’ 50th and our closest friends’ 25th. Something a little different and fun. I make out a chart with what each color stands for and a write out of the high temp for each day to go with each blanket. They are time consuming, but fun!
Had Bubba drag out my Gramma’s box of albums the other day, was blessed to get several of them. Gramma kept EVERYTHING, obviously where I get it! Didn’t find the picture that I was looking for but found some amazing pictures I’d obviously never paid close enough attention to recall ever seeing although I’ve gone through these albums dozens and dozens of times since a little kid staying with her.
So glad she kept everything! Letters I wrote her when we lived out in Lex when The Girl was a baby, cards I made her when I was in elementary school, some of my mom and her siblings report cards, pictures they drew and so on. Obituaries, funeral papers, church letters, even her own graduation invitation from 1936. I can lose myself for hours.
I remember my mom telling me about this fellow above. My Grampa and Dom worked together in California at the Mare Island Naval Yard during World War II together. After moving back to Iowa in the mid-1940’s the two continued to call one another every Christmas. Wonderful memories!
Have been making great progress lately on Old Boy’s side of the family ancestry! Wish my family lines would be more agreeable! Most of his lines go back way further than mine here in the states, most starting out in the east and staying for many years before heading to Iowa. I get so tickled by some of the things I find and no one here is interested in the least. The past two weeks or so I’ve discovered two and three times grandparents on his side that are buried a county over in two different directions…so excited for the spring to come and go visit them. Always bring flowers for them, figuring so far removed that they haven’t had flowers in ages and that they’d like it.
Yes, I’m one of those. A year or so ago while talking with one of Old Boy’s aunts and uncles, we were talking about needing to decide where we were wanting to be buried and getting our plots. Our close by cemetery where several of both our families are buried is where the four of us all decided was where we wanted to be. Uncle said he wanted to be as close to his folks as he could, in the newer part of the cemetery…I said I wanted to be in the older section, it’s so beautiful over there. Uncle asked why being we didn’t know anyone over there to talk to! He gets me! That’s the way I talk…Aunt and Old Boy just kinda shook their heads. Our kids hate it when we get onto the cemetery topic and will tell us they’d like it if we changed the subject. Part of life.
Suppose it’s about that time…perfect day to take out what needs to be burned and maybe take the big dog for a walk!
School is back in session! This is the first year in many that we only have one yahoo in school. The Girl graduated college this past December and now The Boy is a Freshman in high school. Thinking it should be bothering me, but this summer seemed to last FOREVER, so I’m reveling in having the place to myself to actually get some work done. As I told The Old Boy earlier today, time to get the place back in order after letting things go over the summer.
Days ago I sat down with my notebook and added to the list of afghans to make, adding the kiddos who will graduate in May who are special to make afghans for. Going to have to pick up my game and increase my crocheting time from two hours a day to three or four…two nephews, two nieces and two cousins, also want to throw together a temperature afghan together for our 25th wedding anniversary in May. Going to have to do better at managing my time, which is a goal I have for this school year. Something I was really good at before The Boy was born.
So, big plans for myself starting now! Yesterday was chomping at the bit, so much to do and of course the patience of one thing at a time and everything not being able to be done at once, kept having to remind myself. Absolutely positive right now and hoping I can stay that way. One small step at a time, right!?
Best Wish to All! Peace!
Have had these babies for just short of 10 years and they’ve more than seen their fair share of wear and tear, but I just can’t part with them…there is a meaning behind them, a turning point during a bad time in life…so the past few years they’ve been my garden shoes, I can till, weed eat…you name it, and there’s very little chance of my hurting myself…Yes, I am one of THOSE people…walking and talking and chewing gum at the same time can be risky at times! XOXO Peace!
It’s that time of year again, the annual Cattlemen’s Association Meeting and Banquet will be in the next couple weeks. Made me think of two years ago when we were able to surprise my dad as Cattleman of The Year…Kaet and I were on the shit list of awhile, we were the ones contacted by the board and helped to put this together with my little brother Marty’s wife.
First off, nice ass! Don’t tell my Old Boy I said that, comments like that tend to make him a bit grunchy. (one of our extra daughters word meaning grouchy and grumpy)
This song always brings back memories of some twenty-some odd years ago when The Old Boy and I were in high school and he was working for my dad and my brother on the farm. We didn’t have any trains around, but boy did we go off out in the night and we weren’t playing any guitars!
Oh, I had the best intentions of being a good Christian girl, but in time I realized that we wouldn’t be hit by lightning and the plan I had for waiting until I married went right out that window. But, that’s neither here nor there, is it?
On mom and dad’s farm there’s a grove of trees just on the other side of the clothes line where we used to go at night after mom and dad had gone to bed. To think of the hours we spent back there making out and him trying to get me to go further. Took him several months to talk me into going out behind the machine shed and do more than make out. The crazy things farm kids will do!
As time passed we made the rounds, his grandfather’s corn field, the old dirt road by his folks’ farm, the old guy’s field down by the river. Oh the places we were able to find to spend a few hours on a Saturday night.
The funniest thing of all, well, now it’s funny. After four years years of dating we married, one trip back home we thought we’d hit a field just for the shits and giggles of it. We got caught! After all the years of field hopping in our dating years we didn’t get caught so much as once. The one time once we were married….and by teenagers! That was the last time for me!
The joys of being young and fancy free! And of being The Farmer’s Daughter!
Have a new favorite song…
seldom do I listen to any new music unless I see one of my few favorites come out with something new…heard Bubba listening to this and my ears perked up.
Was finally able to get some work done around the house today, was just me and the minions home and it was WONDERFUL! Found that I have a kitchen counter and a laundry room floor! Progress has been made! Was a good day to be inside, we hit a whole 10 degrees!
Broke down and took the tv off the wall and hooked up the WiFi DVD/blue-ray machine Kirk got for Christmas. Well, I was cleaning and noticed it was still sitting between the table and his chair and figured it would pry be best if I just hooked it up myself. Tickled that we can now watch Netflix and HULU on the television. One of these days I’m going to break down and get rid of the satellite. Well, if I can convince Kirk to get rid of it, can’t believe how expensive it’s gotten…there’s no way we watch $200 worth of tv a month, Bubba maybe watches an hour a week and I basically watch FOXNEWS and any old tv shows that pop up.
May finally have gotten Bubba talked into trying out wrestling this season. Wrestling was always a huge sport at the school I went to, the sport our guys did best at. For years I’ve thought Bubba would be great at wrestling. The junior high coach is the same coach our boys had as a high school coach back in the day, he sent a letter home last month saying he would like Bub to think about going out, even if he’s never wrestled before. He’s thinking about it. Even asked to stay after school today to go to the weight room to work out. Maybe he’s starting to turn around and has found his ambition and motivation that’s been missing the past few years. You know how some kids can be during their middle school years, must get it from me…had a few years in the middle that I didn’t exert too much energy.
With that being said, I seem to have found my get up and go! Can’t say as to what has hit me, but have been feeling more ambitious than I’ve felt in I don’t know how long. Really feels good for a change! Have already gotten rid of two pickup loads and one dump wagon full of crap from going through all our storage in the basement. Finally broke down and started throwing boxes out. Kirk and the kids have been giving me a hard time about my box hoarding for years, had a deep freeze box full of boxes, there wasn’t any box I wouldn’t save! Finally realized the why behind it. For the first 11 years we were married we moved a dozen times and so many times we had a hard time finding enough boxes. We bought this place in 2004, think it’s been long enough now to not have to worry about boxes anymore. Couldn’t get rid of all of them, but pry ditched 80% or more. The boxes were more than half the dump box.
Well hell, suppose…it’s about that time.